Godly Luck Upgrade System

A huge spaceship that was tens of thousands of meters long appeared in the sky. This huge ship was like an asteroid, approaching in an instant, and in the next second, it was in the air above Jade Bone City.    

The Haotian Heavenly Saint Emperor was here!    

Someone exclaimed. Dong Zizai and Hundred Hands Demon Lord furrowed their brows. Young master Milan, however, narrowed his eyes all of a sudden. At the same time, Ghost Fiend was so scared that his entire body was trembling uncontrollably.    

A young lord on the main list.    

A cold light flashed in Young Master Milan's eyes. This was because his father had once praised the Haotian and the Heavenly Sacred Emperor. He had always been proud and arrogant, so he was naturally unwilling to accept this in his heart. Who would have thought that he would meet the legendary Saint Emperor Haotian here today.    

He wanted to see just how elegant the Haotian Sacred Emperor was.    

"Hundred Hands Demon Lord, didn't you say that you would send people to intercept him midway?"    

Dong Zizai secretly transmitted his voice to Hundred Hands Demon Lord.    

Hundred Hands Demon Lord was extremely embarrassed by this. He didn't know how to reply.    

"Hmph, the Nether King's palace is quite impressive! Palace Head Dong is truly amazing! "    

Xu Haotian's slightly sarcastic voice resounded through the world, shocking countless people.    

This was the tempo of a war!    

All of the cultivators who were here to watch the show were here for the Graveyard of Magical Beasts. How boring it would be if they couldn't fight!    

Now that he saw Xu Haotian, he was both nervous and excited.    

"That's a young lord, a legendary existence!"    

"It's rare to see such a huge, top-grade magic ship."    

"Saint Emperor Haotian is simply too handsome!"    

"Tsk, tsk. Heavenly Sacred Emperor Haotian, Dong Zizai. Young master Milan, the Hundred Hands Demon Lord has gathered in the Wilderness. There's going to be a good show to watch this time."    

Hearing the unbridled discussions of the cultivators, Dong Zizai's face became extremely gloomy.    

Xu Haotian had slain six of his Grand Yi Golden Immortals, and he had also heavily injured the Ghost Saint. This was enough to infuriate him.    

However, what he could not tolerate was that not only had the Haotian Heavenly Saint Emperor snatched the Eternal Night Flower, he had also deprived him of the Nether King's Spike. That was a top-grade Houtian treasure! His heart ached!    

"Kill them!"    

Dong Zizai was like a male lion who had been provoked as he roared furiously. He knew that Xu Haotian had come for the three of them, but he couldn't let him have his way.    

The two ghost blade wielding men didn't have any hesitation as they brandished their blades and were about to attack.    

Swoosh! Swoosh!    

Two air-piercing sounds could be heard as the two flame arrows cut through the air like roaring fire dragons. Traversing through the air, they directly exploded the heads of the two large men.    

It was at this moment that Dong Zi saw the sight before him as he turned around.    

The pupils of Young Master Milan constricted and the four people behind him immediately stood in front of him to protect him.    

"How dare you!"    

Dong Zizai was infuriated. A wave of demonic energy instantly gushed out and pressed against the scaffold, causing it to creak.    

He immediately raised his hand and slapped towards Shen Gonglei, intending to kill him first.    

However, right at this moment, a huge, flickering silver lance streaked through the air towards him. Before the lance even arrived, a wave of killing intent that overflowed the heavens collided with it, causing him to instantly become suffocated. He had no choice but to retreat and escape the suppression of the lance.    

It was too late. It was too soon! Dong Zizai had to retreat a thousand meters from where the spear came from to escape from the suppression. However, because of this, he lost the opportunity to kill Shen Gonglei.    

Boom!    

In the next moment, the lance heavily slashed down on the spot where Dong Zizai was originally at. Although Dong Zizai dodged quickly, the lance's aftershock still cut off two of his fingers.    

Everything happened in a split-second. The crowd didn't even have time to react. Dong Zizai had already been injured and was rolling back.    

"Die!"    

Yang Jian roared angrily. Raising his three daggers with both hands, he smashed them onto the stone platform.